TITLE: Shadows of the Past
AUTHOR: Aset
CATEGORY: ADVENTURE/MAGIC/ROMANCE
RATING:
PAIRINGS: S/B, S/M
AUTHOR'S NOTE AND DISCLAIMER: the personages from AoS aren't mine. Except for Borr of course :o)
It's a story about Maeve's return. It may look to start out like a Maeve- Sinbad love story,
but believe me, it isn't!
As for the rest, thanks to all my friends, especially Marlies, Natalie and An for reading, helping me out and listen to my complains and whining over and over again! Thanks guys, you're the best!!!
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1 Meeting the past – chapter four
She rushed into the cabin.
'You filthy bitch!' She yelled, slapping her in the face. The people in the room looked at her in wonder. Had Meave lost her mind?
'Maeve, stop!' They heard Sinbad yell as he ran downstairs. His eyes reflected wonder and shock as he saw the little scene in the cabin as he entered. Maeve at Bryn's side, Bryn's red cheek, eyes filled with tears…
Eyes flashed yellow; the next thing they saw was Bryn unconscious, and Meave, surrounded with a weird red glow.
'I'm sorry' the Celtic sorceress uttered, the left the room, crying, leaving the others surprised, speechless in Bryn's cabin.
A little, cold breeze made her pull her cloak closer to her. In the distance she could hear the waves crushing against the rocks. A rough weather.
'Mummy! Mummy!' the little boy yelled as he ran up to her. He had lovely brown eyes, and the same brown hair.
'The very picture of his dad' she thought and sighed at the sight; the little boy running towards her, followed by the handsome, dark-eyed man;
'Sinbad' she whispered as he took her in his arms and gently pressed a kiss onto her forehead.
'I love you' he said, 'I love you Bryn'
'She's asleep' Firouz said as he stepped up to Sinbad, 'but she's weak, like if she's lost her powers.'
The captain remained silent for a long time. He looked out over the peaceful sea, listened to the waves crushing against the Nomad, just thinking.
'You saw her eyes.' Sinbad said finally, 'You saw how she tried, but couldn't'
'I did, I did. Maybe if she just rested…'
'No Firouz,' Sinbad turned to face him, 'No. She's losing her powers'
'What about Maeve?' he asked silently
'I don't know, I really don't know'
She was holding her hands on her abdomen. She could feel the baby move. It was alive and it was hers, and his. She might have lost him, but she had the child she was carrying for six months now, his child. Their child, prove of their love for each other.
She was sitting on the beach, her feet covered with sand. She was alone; no people, no boats, no anything, and not even a seagull.
The child kicked her again, and she started gently to rub her belly
'It's okay sweetie, mommy's here'
He decided to go talk to her, explain her how he felt, about both of them. God, it was hard; loving them both! But he did, even though he knew it was wrong, no way of changing it.
She was sitting on her bed, reading her book.
'Just like old times' he thought.
'Sinbad' She had heard him enter and looked up from her book to look into the gorgeous' captain's eyes.
'Hi..euh..can I talk to you?'
She patted on the spot on the bed next to her.
'I'm...'
'Are…'
They started to laugh.
'You first' he said
'No, you! You're the one who wanted to talk'
'Okay…well..' He was lost for words.
'I'm sorry' she said, interrupting hem, 'I didn't mean it that way, Sinbad. It's just... I love you…and it's killing me!'
'Maeve…' he interrupted her.
'No, let me finish! I love you, and so does she! And it's killing her too, but literally! Don't you see it? Didn't you see what happened in there today? She's dying, Sinbad!'
Silence mastered them. Sinbad caught a tear before it ran down his cheek. He had seen Bryn, all pale and weak in the bed, and he knew she was slipping away.
'We can't go on like this', Maeve was the first to break the silence, 'We're all suffering; I can't go on like this, and neither can you! We both know that'
He nodded.
'I think it's time you make up your mind; her or me!'
He remained silent, didn't move, absorbing her words. He was mad, his heart tore apart; he didn't want to choose between them, he couldn't choose between them. Wanting it all, it was not greed, it was love, simply love. Two women, but both so different and both of them had captured a special place in his heart.
Her words ran through his head for about the millionth time since he'd heard them 'Her or me...Her or me…'
It hurt, but he knew she was right; he had to make a choice. It was the only rightful thing to do;
'Okay' he said, placing a gentle kiss on her fore head, 'Okay, I'll choose, but I need some time to think.. I love you, Maeve; and you know I do, but…But I love her too'
A tear fell from here eye. Another tear. Cry of love.
'You were gone and…' he tried to explain, to justify his feelings.
'I understand,' she said, 'She's special'
Silence once again.
'Will you please leave me alone now?' she silently asked, her voice thick with emotion.
AUTHOR: Aset
CATEGORY: ADVENTURE/MAGIC/ROMANCE
RATING:
PAIRINGS: S/B, S/M
AUTHOR'S NOTE AND DISCLAIMER: the personages from AoS aren't mine. Except for Borr of course :o)
It's a story about Maeve's return. It may look to start out like a Maeve- Sinbad love story,
but believe me, it isn't!
As for the rest, thanks to all my friends, especially Marlies, Natalie and An for reading, helping me out and listen to my complains and whining over and over again! Thanks guys, you're the best!!!
**************************************************************************** ******
1 Meeting the past – chapter four
She rushed into the cabin.
'You filthy bitch!' She yelled, slapping her in the face. The people in the room looked at her in wonder. Had Meave lost her mind?
'Maeve, stop!' They heard Sinbad yell as he ran downstairs. His eyes reflected wonder and shock as he saw the little scene in the cabin as he entered. Maeve at Bryn's side, Bryn's red cheek, eyes filled with tears…
Eyes flashed yellow; the next thing they saw was Bryn unconscious, and Meave, surrounded with a weird red glow.
'I'm sorry' the Celtic sorceress uttered, the left the room, crying, leaving the others surprised, speechless in Bryn's cabin.
A little, cold breeze made her pull her cloak closer to her. In the distance she could hear the waves crushing against the rocks. A rough weather.
'Mummy! Mummy!' the little boy yelled as he ran up to her. He had lovely brown eyes, and the same brown hair.
'The very picture of his dad' she thought and sighed at the sight; the little boy running towards her, followed by the handsome, dark-eyed man;
'Sinbad' she whispered as he took her in his arms and gently pressed a kiss onto her forehead.
'I love you' he said, 'I love you Bryn'
'She's asleep' Firouz said as he stepped up to Sinbad, 'but she's weak, like if she's lost her powers.'
The captain remained silent for a long time. He looked out over the peaceful sea, listened to the waves crushing against the Nomad, just thinking.
'You saw her eyes.' Sinbad said finally, 'You saw how she tried, but couldn't'
'I did, I did. Maybe if she just rested…'
'No Firouz,' Sinbad turned to face him, 'No. She's losing her powers'
'What about Maeve?' he asked silently
'I don't know, I really don't know'
She was holding her hands on her abdomen. She could feel the baby move. It was alive and it was hers, and his. She might have lost him, but she had the child she was carrying for six months now, his child. Their child, prove of their love for each other.
She was sitting on the beach, her feet covered with sand. She was alone; no people, no boats, no anything, and not even a seagull.
The child kicked her again, and she started gently to rub her belly
'It's okay sweetie, mommy's here'
He decided to go talk to her, explain her how he felt, about both of them. God, it was hard; loving them both! But he did, even though he knew it was wrong, no way of changing it.
She was sitting on her bed, reading her book.
'Just like old times' he thought.
'Sinbad' She had heard him enter and looked up from her book to look into the gorgeous' captain's eyes.
'Hi..euh..can I talk to you?'
She patted on the spot on the bed next to her.
'I'm...'
'Are…'
They started to laugh.
'You first' he said
'No, you! You're the one who wanted to talk'
'Okay…well..' He was lost for words.
'I'm sorry' she said, interrupting hem, 'I didn't mean it that way, Sinbad. It's just... I love you…and it's killing me!'
'Maeve…' he interrupted her.
'No, let me finish! I love you, and so does she! And it's killing her too, but literally! Don't you see it? Didn't you see what happened in there today? She's dying, Sinbad!'
Silence mastered them. Sinbad caught a tear before it ran down his cheek. He had seen Bryn, all pale and weak in the bed, and he knew she was slipping away.
'We can't go on like this', Maeve was the first to break the silence, 'We're all suffering; I can't go on like this, and neither can you! We both know that'
He nodded.
'I think it's time you make up your mind; her or me!'
He remained silent, didn't move, absorbing her words. He was mad, his heart tore apart; he didn't want to choose between them, he couldn't choose between them. Wanting it all, it was not greed, it was love, simply love. Two women, but both so different and both of them had captured a special place in his heart.
Her words ran through his head for about the millionth time since he'd heard them 'Her or me...Her or me…'
It hurt, but he knew she was right; he had to make a choice. It was the only rightful thing to do;
'Okay' he said, placing a gentle kiss on her fore head, 'Okay, I'll choose, but I need some time to think.. I love you, Maeve; and you know I do, but…But I love her too'
A tear fell from here eye. Another tear. Cry of love.
'You were gone and…' he tried to explain, to justify his feelings.
'I understand,' she said, 'She's special'
Silence once again.
'Will you please leave me alone now?' she silently asked, her voice thick with emotion.